Please, when I see you on the 6th, play “The Something Special.” I would very much like to yell these lyrics at the top of my lungs in a room full of people:

We all walk our separate ways
I don’t know why
I hope we meet again
Somewhere some day
I can’t change the way you feel
It doesn’t have to be this way

Forget about
The things I said
I make no
Excuse for them
I want to start again
I want to start again

I think about the two of us
I don’t know why
I feel good on the inside
It’s different now
I’m one I stand alone
I have to be this way
I have to be this way

Forget about
The things I said
I make no
Excuse for them
I want to start again

But play all crappy new songs the rest of the time so I can rest up for Hot Water Music. Because I’m going to lose my mind then.